BLEAK COVE

The last few days have started out marvelously brilliant. By late afternoon you definitely knew it was fall. I caught the cove just as the brilliant light faded back. Standing at the edge of the cove, one could feel the rising damp coolness of the beach below. Said a prayer for a dying friend.
I'm lost...I can't seen to put it all together. jb

Small Cove

Here, the coastal ranges abruptly stop and fall into the sea. Left to the sea to wear themselves out, small coves shelter the sea's secrets.
I find water hard to capture, but I'm always drawn to it. jb